I was tense. The AC was on, but I was sweating profusely. My parents held my hands in support. They’ve been with me throughout this ordeal. From filing of the FIR, to police scrutiny to public questioning, not for once they showed any sign of helplessness, though they were heartbroken from the inside.
Today was the final verdict. I’ve been waiting for this day desperately…not just to hear the verdict, but to spit on the face of my abuser and hurl my choicest abuses.
“Hang till death” pronounced the judge
Overwhelmed, I let out a cry.
I felt Truly Alive.
In honor of Nirbhaya- Delhi Gang rape victim
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The MET department had warned off heavy showers. But I dare not defy the bully boss. An important client meeting was scheduled. So, I pulled out my polka-dotted umbrella and summoned a cab. Reluctantly, the cab driver agreed to drop me, but at double the fare. By now the light drizzle turned into heavy showers. The roads looked drowned and deserted. Not a soul to sympathize with.
“Where are you?” barked the boss from the other end of the phone.
“At your grave,” I snapped back, and pushed open the door